The spell hit her at nearly full-force, knocking her onto the ground. Her shoulder hit the wall of the corridor, and her eyes immediately turned on the girl who was now standing alone in the middle of the ruined hall. "Fay!" She shouted, but she wasn't loud enough, or quick enough.
Fay turned to meet the attacker, shielding herself as well as she could manage, but the spell was merely sent slightly off-course, tearing into her leg rather than her heart. With a cry of pain, she fell onto the stone.
The Death Eater obviously thought he'd gotten the best of them, but Remington had already located her wand, just a few feet away, and lunged after it. Just as the man raised his wand on Fay, who was crumpled on the floor, Rem cast the Killing Curse without the shortest moment of hesitation.
But they'd forgotten that they were vulnerable on both sides now. Fay's eyes had turned towards her when she'd done in the Death Eater, and now she was the one yelling.
Remington whipped her body around the best she could when she was still on the ground, just in time to see the creature leap towards her. After all the nightmares she'd had, depicting a moment so similar to this, she shouldn't've been so paralyzed.
She screamed.
Fay pulled herself up from where she was folded over her bleeding leg, her heart pounding in her chest. Her senses were overwhelmed, but all she could focus on right then was Remington. She saw the werewolf lunge at her friend, its jaw wide and its paws knocking the brunette down into the rubble. Rem's scream of terror was the only thing she could hear over the deafening sound of battle. Fay snatched her wand off the ground, where it had rolled out of her hand when she fell, and aimed it at the creature. The words of the Killing Curse tumbled from her mouth, foreign to her. She never thought she'd utter that horrible phrase, but it was the only thing that came to mind, the only thing that felt right in that moment as it dug its fangs into Rem's shoulder.
The werewolf was thrown back, slamming into the stone a few feet away as Fay pushed her way onto her feet, limping heavily on her wounded leg over to Rem. She didn't really care about the pain. She only cared whether Remington was still alive.
When she finally reached her friend's side, she saw that the skin of her shoulder, and a portion of her chest and neck were torn and bleeding. There were deep scratches on her arm and stomach from the creature's claws. Rem's cyan eyes looked up at her, fear and pain filling them completely. Her lips moved slightly, but Fay wouldn't hear whether she said something or not.
"It's okay Rem." Fay said, not believing it for a second as she pulled up her wand and tried to cast healing charms, but they didn't seem to do anything in the wake of such devastating inflictions. "Someone will get us." She said, looking around for a friendly face, but the battle was still waging around them. Down the corridor, there were two men dueling three Death Eaters. One of the latter dropped as Fay watched. The other side of the corridor was nothing but a pile of ruined stone. Someone would come-
